"I don't know how it
got in my barrow of grass, but I brought him back. Is Madeline in?"
"Yes, I'll call her," said the cook.
And when the little girl came running out and saw her Bunny, she was
much surprised.
"Why! Why! How did you get him, Patrick?" she asked. "I left him up on
the bathroom window sill to dry, after he fell into the bathtub."
"Ah, that accounts for it then!" laughed the gardener. "The wind must
have blown him out of the window, and he fell into my barrow just as I
set it down to rest. Well, it's lucky I had grass in the barrow instead
of stones. If your rabbit had fallen on _them_ he might have broken off
his ears."
"That would have been dreadful!" exclaimed Madeline. "Oh, thank you, so
much, Patrick, for bringing my Bunny back to me."
"Well, keep him safe, now you have him," advised Patrick.
Then he went off whistling and trundling his empty wheelbarrow, and once
more the Candy Rabbit was back with Madeline, where he belonged, and
thankful to be there.
"You are nice and dry now," said the little girl, as she looked over her
Easter toy. "And you didn't get any more grass stains on you when you
fell out of the window. Your ear it still a little bent, but that only
makes you look more stylish.
"Now I am going to put a new pink ribbon on your neck, 'cause the one I
took off when I was going to wash you is all soiled.
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